Dragon Emperor, Martial God

He Caitong saw that the people on his side couldn't resist Ling Yun at all, knowing that being tough would not work, so he changed it to being soft.

But he is very confident.

He Yuqiong was also taken aback when she heard it, but when she was in the villa, she heard the descendant say that her grandfather is now a living dead, and immediately knew that He Caitong was lying to her, and she was furious: " You're talking nonsense..."

"Miss He..."

Ling Yun spoke at this time: "Be safe and don't be impatient. Since your uncle let us in, let's go in and have a look first."

He Yuqiong didn't know what was going on with his grandfather, but Ling Yun knew it all. He was not in a hurry, and planned to go into the house and talk about it after seeing the old man.

After Ling Yun had spoken, He Yuqiong naturally obeyed. She stopped talking and silently followed Ling Yun to the front room.

"Wang Chongxiao, Edward, the two of you come into the house with me. After seeing Mr. He later, you must keep an eye on him with all your strength, and at the same time protect his safety."

"Jester, you will be responsible for protecting Miss He later!"

Before Ling Yun entered the house, he used his spiritual thoughts to transmit sound and made all the arrangements.

He had to do this, because the main masters of the enemy were all in this house at the moment, surrounded by powerful enemies, it was extremely dangerous!

The next moment, he brought He Yuqiong, Wang Chongxiao, Edward, Jester and four others into the living room of the holiday house.

"grandfather?!"

As soon as He Yuqiong entered the room, she was completely stunned!

Mr. He Wencan is indeed in the living room. Although he is sitting in a wheelchair, his old face looks a little sluggish, but his eyes are open, and he is clearly awake.

When he saw Ling Yun and the others coming in, he even grinned as a greeting, and he held onto the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, as if he wanted to stand up.

"Yuqiong, are you back?"

He Wencan heard He Yuqiong calling him, nodded and said with a grin.

It's just that this smile is too stiff.

"Grandpa, you...do you recognize me? Really?!"

He Yuqiong could hardly believe her eyes,

Quickly took a few steps, rushed to the front of the old man, weeping uncontrollably.

She was so excited.

"Ahem, Yuqiong, good boy, I've been healed for more than ten days, and now I'm eating well, sleeping soundly, everything is fine, you don't have to worry."

"I heard that some time ago, you went to the capital to buy medicine for me. How is it? Have you bought the medicine?"

Although He Yuqiong was crying, she was also observing He Wencan carefully, but she was excited, but she didn't feel anything unusual about the old man.

Hearing the old man's question, He Yuqiong quickly wiped away tears and nodded: "Grandpa, I bought the medicine for you and invited someone who can treat your illness, but I didn't expect that I came back late..."

He Wencan grinned again, he slowly raised his arm, and pointed to the person sitting on the sofa next to him: "It doesn't matter, anyway, Grandpa is much better now, I can recover, thanks to the guru invited back by your uncle He is the savior of Grandpa, you have to thank him for me."

He Yuqiong was busy asking about the old man's physical condition, and couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

This is human nature, because everything in front of me cannot be faked, and the person in the wheelchair is indeed her grandfather He Wencan.

But Ling Yun, since entering the room, has never spoken, but just looked at the "Master" on the sofa as if nothing had happened!

This house is very big, at least two hundred square meters, and He Wencan is not the only one in the huge living room.

On the west side of the living room, there were more than thirty people at the moment. They were divided into four rows, sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with their eyes closed, not saying a word.

Among these people, there are seven or eight pure ancient martial arts practitioners, each of whose realm is far superior to those that Ling Yun killed outside just now.

The other 20 people, without exception, were all spiritual practitioners. They sat cross-legged on the ground, their lips kept opening and closing, and they muttered words in their mouths.

Although Ling Yun couldn't be sure whether these spiritual practitioners were descendants or gu art masters, he could see through the realm of these people at a glance!

There are more than twenty spiritual practitioners, each of whom is not below the level of the three spiritual practitioners who monitored He Yuqiong at the beginning, and all of them are above the fifth level of the supernatural powers. Even the four or five people in the first row have the ability to train Qi The strength of the nine-level realm!

Even Ling Yun couldn't figure out how a mere He family could find such a terrifying lineup, but with his current cultivation level, he wouldn't take these people seriously.

What really made Ling Yun slightly afraid was the guru sitting on the sofa next to He Wencan!

Ling Yun couldn't see the opponent's realm!

Ling Yun knew that the person who could make himself unable to see the level of cultivation, at least possessed the strength of the later stage of foundation establishment, so after he entered the room, he deliberately gave his back to the thirty or so masters behind him, but pretended to be nonchalant. Looking at the guru on the sofa.

If it is not bad, this is the master Khunba that the flying head descendant said.

This master is very short, with gray-black skin, dry and thin, and the skin on his body is so loose that it is a little droopy. He is wearing a monk's robe in the style of a Nanyang monk. He sits on the sofa and turns a blind eye to Ling Yun and others coming in. , until He Wencan introduced him, then put his hands together and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Master, for your great kindness and great virtue... Our He family will definitely repay you with all our strength..."

He Yuqiong bowed respectfully to his master.

With a smile on his face, the master nodded slowly, shook his head again, and still didn't respond. That look really made people want to go up and kick him in the face.

"Yuqiong, that's the right thing to do, grandpa didn't hurt you in vain, but..."

He Wencan suddenly changed the subject: "Yuqiong, after you have been away for the past few days, grandpa thinks about it and thinks that you are indeed still too young. It is too difficult for you to be the heir of our He family! So grandpa now Let me tell you, your uncle is more suitable as the heir of our He family property, I decided to hand it over to him!"

He Yuqiong suddenly froze!

"Grandpa, why do you..."

At this time, He Wencan's eyes widened, and a fierce look appeared on his old-fashioned face: "Yuqiong, you still need to practice for a few more years, and when your uncle feels that you are capable enough, he will hand over the power of the family to you." For you..."

At this time, He Caitong's proud voice came from outside the door: "Now you have seen it all, have you heard it? Yuqiong, this is what your grandfather told you personally. Do you want to listen or not?"

Ling Yun sneered, and said in his heart that after waiting for a long time, he finally revealed the fox's tail!

He suddenly took a step forward, stood between He Yuqiong and He Wencan, raised his hand and patted He Wencan's shoulder lightly: "Master, you just recovered from a serious illness, and you talked so much all at once, should you rest?"

Before the voice fell, it was too late to say it!

With a movement of Ling Yun's mind, the Qingying Flying Sword and the Yin-Yang Gangqi Sword were sacrificed at the same time!

A blue shadow and a gray light stabbed at the master's body at the same time!